Immortals Step into Heaven

Li Xiuyun's graceful figure, clad in a tight black dress that perfectly showcased her graceful form, made her look like an elf in the night. Her inky black hair was tied high, with a few strands cascading down her cheeks, adding a touch of casualness and uninhibitedness. Her face was as delicate as a meticulously carved jade, and her skin, as white as snow, shone softly in the moonlight.

Her eyebrows were as dark as distant black, their tips slightly raised, tinged with a hint of coldness. Her eyes were like a bottomless pool, their icy gaze brimming with chilling coldness, as if capable of freezing everything in the world. Her bright red lips curled into a cold smile, radiating a deadly allure. She clutched a longsword, gleaming with cold light, and shouted, "Don't even think about it!" Her voice, like a biting wind, chilled the air around them.

Zheng Yuan quietly hid to the side, his eyes gazing back and forth between the two, his gaze thick with curiosity. He couldn't understand why these two had suddenly come together. What kind of conflict could have caused such a heated situation?

After a little thought, Zheng Yuan felt that there was no need to hide his figure anymore, so he slowly walked out of the darkness and appeared in the sight of the two.

His eyes first fell on Li Xiuyun, who was already at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining. As expected of her special spiritual roots, her cultivation speed was fast. Looking at her delicate yet heroic face, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a warm smile, and he softly called out, "Xiuyun, it's been a long time since we last met. You seem even more beautiful." There was a hint of joy in his tone of voice at meeting again after a long separation.

Then, Zheng Yuan turned his gaze to Siqin, still smiling, and said enthusiastically, "Miss Si, long time no see." He looked like he had met an old friend, not at all affected by the tense atmosphere of the fight.

"Zheng Yuan, it's you! You've come to the secret realm too, great!" Li Xiuyun saw Zheng Yuan appear, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, and her voice was filled with joy. However, she quickly restrained her smile, frowned slightly, and asked with some doubt, "Zheng Yuan, do you know this witch?" In Li Xiuyun's heart, Siqin's behavior was too bad, and she really didn't want Zheng Yuan to have anything to do with such a person.

It's you, Siqin stared at Zheng Yuan coldly, her voice as cold as ice. I didn't expect to meet you here, and you two know each other. Humph, it's really a narrow road for enemies to cross. I just happened to get rid of you both. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Siqin's eyes. She was already dissatisfied with Li Xiuyun, and now there was Zheng Yuan.

After hearing what Li Xiuyun said, Zheng Yuan's face showed a trace of embarrassment. He scratched his head and said, "Well, there are some grudges. In the previous few battles, I was mostly at a disadvantage." As he spoke, he glanced at Siqin, as if recalling those unpleasant pasts.

Then, Zheng Yuan turned to Siqin, a smile plastered across his face, and tried to sound sincere. "Fellow Daoist Siqin, if you think about it, there's really no life-or-death feud between us. You didn't suffer much in those previous conflicts, did you? It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. How about we just make peace?" He looked at Siqin earnestly, hoping she would accept his proposal.

Zheng Yuan! Li Xiuyun couldn't help but cry out when she heard Zheng Yuan's words. She really didn't understand why Zheng Yuan wanted to make peace with this witch. In her opinion, people like Siqin should be taught a lesson.

Zheng Yuan gently shook his head at Li Xiuyun, a soothing look in his eyes, signaling her not to act rashly. Then, he looked at Siqin again, quietly waiting for her answer.

Siqin looked at the two of them, her lips curled up slightly, her eyes filled with sarcasm as she said, "Humph, it's not impossible to turn hostility into friendship, but you have to make that damned girl Li Xiuyun hand over the Huafeng Grass. That Huafeng Grass is mine. If you don't hand it over, I can't have anything else." After saying this, she crossed her arms across her chest, looking determined to get what she wanted.

Li Xiuyun was so angry that her face turned red. She shouted, "You shameless devil! I got this Huafeng Grass after going through so much hardship. How did it become yours? If you want Huafeng Grass, come and get it with your own ability. Don't be so unreasonable here!" Her eyes burned with anger, and the sword in her hand trembled slightly, as if echoing her owner's emotions.

Zheng Yuan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words "Wind-Transforming Grass." He knew that this Wind-Transforming Grass was an extremely rare spiritual medicine, having heard of it in ancient texts. If it could be refined into a Wind-Transforming Pill and consumed, it would allow the body to become more closely aligned with the wind element. While there was a slight possibility of giving rise to a wind spirit body, the probability was truly pitifully low. Even just the slightest possibility was enough to attract countless cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Siqin, I'm not here to ask you to negotiate." Zheng Yuan's expression was calm, but his voice carried undeniable authority. He had hoped to resolve the dispute, but he hadn't expected Siqin to push so far.

"Wow! You're such a loser, yet you're still so arrogant!" Siqin sneered disdainfully. "Didn't you get beaten enough before? Or do you think you can defeat me by teaming up with this girl? What a joke!" Her eyes were full of contempt, and she didn't take Zheng Yuan's words to heart at all.

Zheng Yuan's face turned slightly cold, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "Whether you can win or not, you'll only know after you try!" With that, he quickly drew out the Beihai Staff, his spiritual energy surging. With a flash of his body, he charged directly at Siqin without further ado. The Beihai Staff, carrying a fierce aura, sliced ​​through the air, emitting bursts of whistling sounds.

Seeing Zheng Yuan's attack, Siqin let out a cold smile. With a swift, effortless movement, she dodged the fierce blow. With a flick of her right hand, she launched a flying sword, a supremely powerful magical weapon, towards Zheng Yuan like an arrow. Zheng Yuan was prepared. The Beihai Staff spun rapidly in front of him, forming a spiritual shield that blocked the flying sword. The sword collided with the Beihai Staff, emitting a dazzling light and a violent wave.

Seeing this, Li Xiuyun no longer hesitated and joined the battle with her sword. Her swordsmanship was exquisite, and each sword was aimed at Siqin's vital points, forming a pincer attack with Zheng Yuan. Siqin faced the two people's joint attack, but she was not afraid at all. She danced with her hands, and the top-grade magic weapon flying sword killed Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun.

Siqin's flying sword, like a nimble snake, traversed the air in a cunning trajectory, piercing Zheng Yuan and Li Xiuyun respectively. Zheng Yuan shouted loudly, and slammed the Beihai staff into the flying swords, the spiritual power wrapped in the staff even more intense. Each blow carried a tremendous force, shaking the surrounding air.

Li Xiuyun moved swiftly, her sword swirling in a flurry of sword flowers, deflecting the flying swords that stabbed at her. The sword flowers collided with the flying swords, splashing with tiny sparks of light. She seized the opportunity and charged towards Siqin, trying to break through her defenses.